HYMN 391. L. M. [#]

Persecution and Intolerance absurd. 1 ABSURD and vain attempt to bind,

With iron chains, the free-born mind ;
To force conviction, and reclaim

The wandering by destructive flame! 2 Bold arrogance, to snatch from heaven

Dominion not to mortals given;
O’er conscience to usurp the throne

Accountable to God alone!
3 Our Master's gentle law of love

Does no such cruelties approve ;,
Mild as himself, his doctrine wields

No arms but those persuasion yields. 4 By proofs divine, and reasons strong,

It draws the willing soul along ;
And conquests to his truth acquires
By eloquence which heaven inspires.

HYMN 392. C. M. [#]

Zeal and Vigour in the Christian Raco. 1 AWAKE, my soul, stretch every nerve,

And press with vigour on;
A heavenly race demands thy zeal,

And an immortal crown.
2 A cloud of witnesses around
Hold thee in full

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3 'Tis God's all-animating voice

That calls thee from on high ;
'Tis his own hand presents the prize

To thine aspiring eye ;-
4 That prize, with peerless glories bright,

Which shall new lustre boast,
When victors' wreaths and monarchs' gems

Shall blend in common dust.
5 My soul, with all thy wakened powers,

Survey the heavenly prize;
Nor let the glittering toys of earth

Allure thy wandering eyes.

HYMN 393. L. M. [#]

Holy Resolution. 1 Au, wretched souls, who strive in vain,

Slaves to the world, and slaves to sin ! A nobler toil may I sustain,

A nobler satisfaction win. 2 I would resolve, with all my heart,

With all my powers, to serve the Lord; Nor from his precepts e'er depart,

Whose service is a rich reward. 3 O, be his service all my joy ;

Around let my example shine, Till others love the blest employ,

And join in labours so divine. 4 Be this the purpose of my soul,

My solemn, my determined choice, To yield to his supreme control,

And in his kind commands rejoice

5 O may I never faint nor tire,

Nor wander from thy sacred ways : Great God, accept my soul's desire,

And give me strength to live thy praise.

HYMN 394. S. M. [#]

Obedience to God as our Father.
1 My Father, I adore

That all-commanding name;

it virtue's strength restore,
And raise devotion's fame.
2 I bow at his commands,

And filial homage pay ;
With heart and life, with tongue and hands,

I'll cheerfully obey.
3 No more will I transgress,

As I too oft have done,
But every sinful thought suppress,

Each sinful action shun.
4 My Father thus I'll claim,

And prove myself his son ;
And, while I bear the filial name,

The filial duties own.
5 Do thou the strength impart,

This purpose to fulfil :
Lord, write thy laws upon my heart,
That I may do thy will.


HYMN 395. L. M. [#]

The Christian Warfare.
1 ARISE, my soul, shake off thy fears,

And gird the gospel-armour on;
March to the gates of endless joy,

Where thy great Leader, Christ, has gone. 2 Sin and the world resist thy course ;

But these, my soul, are vanquished foes; For Jesus nailed them to the cross,

And sang the triumph when he rose. 3 Then let my soul march boldly on,

Press forward to the heavenly gate;
There peace and joy eternal reign,

And glittering robes for conquerors wait. 4 There shall I wear a victor's crown,

And triumph in Jehovah's grace : There all the just, in chorus joined,

Unite to celebrate his praise.

HYMN 396. C. M. [#or b]

1 FATHER of light, conduct my feet

Through life's dark, dangerous road;
Let each advancing step still bring

Me nearer to my God. 2 Let heaven-eyed prudence be my guide,

And, when I go astray,
Recall my feet from folly's path,

To wiadom's better way.

3 Teach me in every various scene

To keep my end in sight;
And, whilst I tread life's mazy track,

Let wisdom guide me right.
4 That heavenly wisdom from above

Abundantly impart,
And let it guard, and guide, and warm,

And penetrate my heart.

HYMN 397. L. M. [#]

Resistance of Temptations.
1 AWAKE, my soul, lift up thine eyes,

See how thy foes against thee rise
In long array, a numerous host

; Awake, my soul, or thou art lost. 2 See how rebellious passions rage,

And fierce desires and lusts engage ;
See pleasure's silken banners spread,

And willing souls are captive led. 3 I tread upon enchanted ground;

Perils and snares beset me round;
O iet me, then, guard every part,

But most the traitor in my heart.
4 O teach thy servant how to wield,

Blest Saviour, thy immortal shield;
Put on thy armour, from above,
Of heavenly truth and heavenly love.

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